21 4 / 2012
Day 2 of self-imposed aloneness
It’s amazing how well this being alone thing is working out for me.
I’ve noticed so much more about myself and others and I’ve met so many cool people.
It’s been an overall adventure, truly.
The day began with going to see “the lucky one” on my own. One of my friends told me the quintessential activity for being alone is going to a movie alone.
Check!
I really enjoyed it and I could cry all I wanted and not worry about someone judging me for crying during a Nicholas Sparks movie…
Then I went to a coffee shop for some chai and introspection. I semi-flirted with two guys, one which I randomly see around campus, and we always stare at each other in an equally flirtatious, mysterious way. Then I listened to a girl’s love saga after I told her I was studying counseling, lol.
Coming up with a fake occupation a.s.a.p.
But the most important thing that happened was that I found out how much I like being with myself. I found out how cool I am, and how much it sucks for the guys who decided they didn’t want to be in my life anymore.
My sweet conversation partner from Taiwan was right, it wasn’t me this whole time. It was them. And it’s their loss.
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20 4 / 2012
And because of love we will come to be
I made myself be alone today.
Went to a wind symphony and tried to run the music auditorium with a kind kineseology major.
Went to eat dinner at the caff and ran into afore mentioned concert partner multiple times. Might have flirted. Just a little.
Left feeling a lot less lonely.
Maybe being alone, isn’t so bad.
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15 4 / 2012
Everything I do will be funky from now on
Special thanks to Booty Band (and Molly!) for making this rough day a bit smoother and more Funky.
Also, shout out to Tyler, good luck with culinary school,
Man from West Virginia- I hope you learn to love your little city where you’re from. And thanks for offering me a glass of water.
Barry- I’m shy too. But it was still fun dancing next to you the whole night. Speak up more often.
Jessi’s right- the-craziest-most-magical-fun-things happen at these shows.
Life is what you make it.
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13 4 / 2012
With love
Dear green-eyed, bearded Ashevile man who plays guitar and loves Jesus. I know you’re out there.
Come find me.
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22 3 / 2012
Blending
I want to meet my ocean.
Green ocean eyes, will you be waiting for me?
